Time is up
To which we sup
The death of mystery
Births faken history
Racked brains on racks
Are strained
And imagination snaps
The goose is cooked as
Facts from
Chickens plucked
Ping back
The hunts
Line up their ducks
As turkeys cast
Their votes
The tailors cut
Their tin foil suits
And prepare
To stitch us up
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